I was listening to some old country and he asked who it was. I told him. He had no idea who Hank Williams or Merle Haggard were.

—HankWilliams

Aftermath: As soon as we got back to his house, I left. He emails from time to time but I don’t respond!

On the third date, he was droning on about himself again and I fell asleep.

–Natalie

Aftermath: We had less than zero chemistry to start with, and he had a ‘stalker’ vibe. In three days time, he had given me an gold necklace with my birthstone, and had left personal items in my car and workplace. I told him I really wasn’t interested and returned everything to him.

I knew it was over when he said he’d call me in 5 minutes. Five minutes, 5 hours, 5 days, 5 weeks, 5 months, 5 years went by and I never heard from him again.

—Maria

Aftermath: After a while I tried to call but I had forgotten his number. I guess that was that.

He had left a note for me stating that he knew that I didn’t love him anymore. He was right, so I left a note for him confirming this, (I had school all day and wouldn’t be seeing him again until late that night). Later, I found out that he wasn’t planning on moving out and that he wanted to co-exist in my one bedroom apartment.

–Kara

Aftermath: I told him to leave. I couldn’t understand why he’d want to continue living together knowing good and well that it was over.

He found my jeans on the floor and pulled them on, thinking they were his. They fit. And they looked kinda good. And he danced around in them for a second, reveling in the fit.

–K

Aftermath: We broke up for other less ambiguously gay reasons not long after. but this is the horrifying moment I remember, over and over again..